Chapter 198： Heart-digging tactics

At this moment, isn't Yarman the only one who is stunned?

When the flames of war gradually ceased, and amidst the billowing smoke, countless prisoners of the British empire on the Alston line were shocked to discover that this group of horror soldiers descending into the enemy's hinterland was actually their own!

To be precise, they are British workers and soldiers under the banner of Archid!

Now they, as the home country of Infil, invite them to kill the Falai dynasty together.

In an instant, the captives of the British Empire boiled.

Countless prisoners rushed out of the trenches, picked up enemy weapons, and accompanied the tanks to sweep away the remnants.

"Long live Infil!"

"Long live Archid!"

The cheers that pierced the clouds and cracked the rocks resounded through the sky, like dragons roaring and tigers roaring!

However, compared with the tsunami on the battlefield, the command headquarters of the Imperial Capital of England, thousands of miles away, was dead silent, and the needles could be heard.

The executives of Infilt stared blankly at the live broadcast on the virtual screen, shocked by what Yarman thought and thought, the same happened to all of them.

Yes, this new way of fighting has completely subverted their barren imagination.

"It's just... incredible!"

"It is impossible to drop a steam car at an altitude of several thousand meters! Not to mention a steam car, even a solid ball can be thrown into a discus!"

"Yes!"

"Drop the tank directly into the enemy's hinterland, this tactic is simply incredible! Only a madman can think of it!"

"Why can't the rapid-fire guns penetrate the armor of the tank? According to the information, these tanks are only 6mm armored, shouldn't they?"

"Crawler-type armored combat vehicle? This is definitely a genius design!! Who said that the wheels must be round? Look at this design, it can shame the designer of the steam car! With this weapon, trenches and barbed wire All roadblocks will become clouds!"

When a high-level commander couldn't help but exclaimed, the silence of the command headquarters was completely broken.

The hot discussion almost overturned the roof.

The top executives of Infil were stunned by this new battle mode.

Countless people screamed at the case, or looked confused.

Someone exclaimed the lunatic!

Someone praised the genius!

Major Neal even rushed to Benkemin, his old face flushed, and he shouted with shame and excitement: "Mr. Benkemin, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t question Mr. Archid. Fortunately, Mr. Archid didn’t hand over the troops. We command, otherwise we would just stupidly order the troops to drive over from thousands of miles away!"

"Yeah, I will do the same for me. I don't know if there will be any fuel when the tank troops reach the enemy's position? Hahaha..." Benkeming also laughed at himself.

"Yes, this is a completely new combat mode!"

"With this batch of tanks, we can completely expel the Falai dynasty!"

"Yes!"

The headquarters was filled with fanaticism.

"Do not!"

Ben Keming suddenly shook his head with a serious face.

Ok?

The command was quiet and countless people looked over.

Is it possible that things have changed?

In other words, the cost of such a combat method is very high?

In the eyes of everyone, Ben Keming said: "Mr. Archid's strategic vision has never been petty, his real goal is..."

Benke's gaze swept over the crowd, and his blood pressure and the corners of his lips rose in the dignified and expectant gaze of everyone: "Suspend the Falai dynasty!"

"Wow—"

The command headquarters was completely dumbfounded. After a breath of silence, the scene boiled again.

The roaring sound made the soldiers on guard look at each other outside, and the curiosity in their hearts was as if they were caught by a cat.

...

...

At the same time, the roar of the God of Mechanical Steam on an isolated deep-sea island on the main plane of Veria also roared the entire island.

It even scared away countless schools of fish in the deep sea!

"Damn! Damn! Damn! The **** of the Internet has broken the contract! We must intervene in the war!"

At this time, the Four Gods had already used the perspective of the gods to watch the Battle of Auston throughout.

The tank troops dispatched by the Internet God shocked the high-levels of Infil, why didn't they shock them?

On the square table, facing the roar of the **** of mechanical steam, the three gods sitting on the other three sides were silent.

They knew that although the God of the Internet was indirectly involved in the war, it did not breach the contract in a strict sense.

Otherwise, the Battle of Auston would not be the current roar of artillery fire, and smoke billowing!

It will be another form of war.

"The **** of the Internet is rumored to be treacherous and conspiracy among the gods of the multiverse. Now it seems that the gods still underestimate him! He is not only treacherous and conspiracy? His wisdom is the most frightening place."

The dark night goddess' eyes flickered, her expression sighing.

Naturally, she sighed with the appearance of tanks.

In the multiverse, the mechanical creation of the Veria plane is absolutely unique.

Their four original gods should have understood the existence of these metal creations best.

After all, they saw with their own eyes how these creations emerged from the original rivets, pistons, steam, iron plates, force arms, oil pressure, and complex machinery.

The result was that their area of ​​expertise was surpassed by an external god!

How does this make her not afraid?

"Fear ass! Are you the Four Primordial Gods? Or the Seven Righteous Gods? How can there be a reason to destroy one's own ambition and gain the prestige of others?" The God of Mechanical Steam sarcastically said.

As soon as the irony came out, the goddess of the night narrowed her eyes.

"Really? In my opinion, the **** of the Internet is more suitable to be the **** of mechanical steam than you?" the goddess of the night said unceremoniously.

"You--" Hearing the words, the **** of mechanical steam instantly changed his blood, and his veins bulged.

"Enough! The enemy is still noisy, I think our four original gods might as well disband!" The Lord of the Storm shouted angrily.

The goddess of the night sneered and said nothing.

The **** of mechanical steam was full of anger, but finally took a deep breath and stopped talking.

The only **** of space who didn't speak, smiled bitterly and said:

"Everyone, since the rise of the Internet God in the multiverse, I waited for the four gods to fall into suspicion. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, why should the suspicion continue?"

The words of the **** of space made the other three gods startled and looked dazed.

Yes, the former Four Original Gods were not like this.

Even though they will be noisy because of the source quality distribution problem, but they are not as cynic as they are now.

The beginning of their relationship deteriorated from the rise of the **** of the Internet.

As the Internet God’s prayers revealed keywords such as "Blue Star", and the subsequent munitions production lines...and other countless details, all of them supported the fact that the Internet God was born on the main plane of Veria.

At that time, the four original gods were jealous of each other, tempted each other, and their hearts became distracted.

However, when the misunderstanding was solved, the relationship between the four original gods was not repaired.

Because in the suspicion, everyone was surprised to find that each other had unspeakable little actions in the multiverse.

Think about it, too, how can they, who are sitting on the main plane of Veria, enjoy the source quality here in a stable and stable manner?

The cunning rabbit is still three caves, and the gods will naturally not put eggs in a basket.

Therefore, the four original gods have already spread their beliefs in the multiverse, but they have just changed their appearances.

It's all right now. Everyone is grieving, and now facing external pressure, the unbreakable allies are naturally turbulent.

"What do you think of the current situation?"

The **** of space broke the silence.

"Withdraw troops!"

"Is it so easy to give the British Empire to the God of the Internet?"

"How about it?"

"You guys should not be thinking about the fact that the God of the Internet swallows the British Empire, but the Falai dynasty! Don't forget the heart-digging tactics that the God of the Internet is best at. If I guess right, his airship is now I’m afraid it’s already heading towards the capital of Farais."

"What, what?"